Where is my home

It would be nearby

The wind becomes so cold

Media, TV, Internet
have us is fear
trying…
worry
fear
worry
fear
worry
hysteria.

Should we fight
against each other
all the time?

So many people
have given their lives
and their souls
to all wars?

Genotypes of humans
body
is the internal data store
of
an organism structure.

Consciousness dwells
in your heart.

My soul…

It is a miracle
I can breathe
I can be aware.

No
now is not time
to be afraid.

When wind of changes
is sweeping
through this world
twisting space-time
fear can’t kill
your vivid dreams…

It does matter
that
there will be
a better time.

The burden will pass…

You see
once life is born
it complexifies
endlessly elaborating
until it fills
all possible space.

Sometimes
in your dreams
you may see
Earth’s bright
eclipsed
by imaginary walls
of hard vacuum
of black space.

Nothingness?

No
even there
in the dark
it isn’t a void at all.

There is structure there
gravity waves
particles dancing
on the universe’s scene
mirroring in
galaxies brilliant eyes.

Hm..
music of the Universe
is the same
as
music of you soul.

It singing a song
of time-like infinity
beautiful words, sounds and lights
creating our world
in the hope of everlasting love…